I Became a Malicious Streamer

If luck is on my side, there’s a nagging feeling of unease that I can’t shake off.

It’s an old chronic issue.

Maybe it’s because I’ve never really had good luck, so I haven’t had much problem in my life, but these days, things have changed.

This sudden happiness feels like it could vanish at any moment, slipping through my fingers like sand.

Just yesterday, it was the same. An absurd stroke of luck discovering an unintended Easter Egg.

I fled the praise of those calling me the “Great Goddess Mollru” like someone trying to escape a crowded room.

How high do they have to stack these trampolines to drop someone from such a height?

Today, I have to start my broadcast, but I’m anxious about what ridiculous things might be said.

The sudden luck that began yesterday was still making its presence known, as if it refused to fade away.

My shoulders, usually heavy and achy, felt refreshing even after just waking up.

It was like finding 5,000 won in a coat I hadn’t worn in ages.

“Double yolk…?”

I thought about making a simple meal, only to crack an egg with not one, but two yolks.

Of course, it wasn’t actually a massive stroke of luck, just a series of fortunate coincidences.

At this point, it was starting to feel unsettling.

What on earth is going on?

As an ordinary citizen, I’m just satisfied living day-to-day. I don’t expect any special events.

Today, I hope nothing weird happens.

I pondered while eating a late breakfast.

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Is all of this just the playful manipulation of some transcendent being?

Like Truman Show, am I being observed to see how I react in specific situations?

It all started when I suddenly found myself in the body of a woman I had never met before, and everything had led to this moment.

Watching a TV program, I thought, “So, that’s how I react in this situation, and that’s how I react in that one.”

Maybe it’s just a sadistic plan for someone to get entertainment from watching me sweat buckets?

To cut to the chase, nothing particularly special happened.

It was just like any other day… The problem is that my standard for ‘normal’ has skyrocketed recently.

Now, I’m starting to find it frightening that I don’t consider this out of the ordinary anymore.

[The Goddess Mollru of World 23! The Goddess Mollru of World 23!]

[I can’t wait to see what Easter Egg I find today!]

[Did you see the cafe? The sunset hill we visited yesterday is now a must-see tourist spot!]

[??? : We expect it will take at least a week to discover any Easter Eggs or hidden routes.]

[Ah, lol, it’s all in Mollru’s palm.]

[Galju acting clueless, but we all know they’re going to stir up some drama.]

[Seriously, are we still falling for that?]

[Just the Goddess of Surprises, Mollru.]

“U-uh… Hello.”

What a roast of a welcome! Even though it hasn’t been ten minutes since I turned on the broadcast, people flocked in and started shouting.

Yeah, I thought nothing would happen, but that was obviously a lie. I discovered the Easter Egg during a challenge while being the first in the server, so naturally, people would be interested. Of course.

Thinking that, I secretly denied reality.

No, more like, I didn’t want to think at all. Like putting off holiday homework, I just wanted to abandon those thoughts, believing tomorrow’s me would handle tomorrow’s problems.

After all, it was a question that wouldn’t yield answers. It wasn’t a problem that would harm me.

I committed no crimes, and considering it, it was actually a good thing. I achieved something in a challenge that others couldn’t, so it was a positive outcome.

[The JustMollHwang has donated 10,000 won!]

– The World Development Team said, “Mollru is a goddess. We’re truly honored that she plays our game.”

…Or maybe not?

I thought they wouldn’t say something like that, but I followed the link the viewers shared in the cafe.

And lo and behold, they really said it. Not a single word off.

I feel so pressured. Overwhelmed to the point of insanity!

[Fortune’s Goddess Mollru enters the chat, lol!]

[She really is a goddess, for sure. Since the Easter Egg was discovered, the conditions say you can only level up to a certain point and must stay still watching the sunset from start to finish.]

[Mollru foresaw all of this… Just the GOAT.]

[Mollru? Add ‘nim’ to the end, you fool.]

[I thought the chat was over-the-top, but now that I’m in it, this is actually fun.]

[It’s oddly addictive watching the reactions of the Bangjang.]

I was wrong. Totally wrong.

The loyal followers I thought would point out the excessive compliments had long been infected by the sea of praise.

A nation that forgets its history has no future. It’s a famous saying. Just like proven by the past, a nation without anyone speaking frankly is doomed.

Yet, my broadcast isn’t a national affair, but still, when considering it as a collective, it’s somewhat similar.

My face feels hot. It’s so awkward I can’t bear it.

If the object of that praise wasn’t me, I would have happily joined the ranks and enjoyed it all the way. I originally belonged to that side, so how did my role flip to being at the other end?

From a utilitarian perspective, if I endure my own embarrassment, the approximately 30,000 people gathered in this room could all be happy.

But that’s not possible. This is now a matter of my pride. If I succumb to the praises and dance around like a whale that loves compliments, I’d be admitting defeat.

There may come a day when I eventually accept my defeat, but at least not today.

Maintain your composure, maintain your composure.

I breathe deeply and speak in the calmest tone I can muster.

“-Guys, don’t make such a fuss.”

[Huh? Do we look like we’re making a fuss?]

[Bangjang was so nervous he made a slip when he spoke at first, right?]

[The Bangjang pretending to be calm is hilarious, lol!]

[Just looking at his face, he’s totally a poker face champion.]

[His looks are off the charts!]

[The world recognizes Mollru’s beauty, whoa!]

I failed. There’s no way I could control the chat storming with comments like a bunch of unruly kids.

But I couldn’t just ban them outright. That’s totally against the rules; banning them just because… that’d be pure dictatorship…

“Um?”

Thinking back, there’s nothing stopping me. When you become famous, you even receive applause for your mistakes, and right now, my reputation is soaring through the roof. To be blunt, even if I stop broadcasting and leave, people will wait endlessly for me.

That said, I have no intention of acting contrary to decorum. I simply thought this might be possible; that was just a thought.

[Even the goddess of beauty, Aphrodite, would get smacked in the face by Mollru, whoa!]

I picked one as an example. If I didn’t act cautiously, it would have left me uncomfortable, but with this… Just looking at the chat that’s practically dizzying, I wouldn’t feel a twinge of guilt if I had to take action.

[Huh.]

[The execution of the loyalist, whoa!]

[Haha, let him figure it out for himself.]

[Really.]

[Honestly, that was a bit over-the-top, lol.]

[Where did these guys go when it was fun to join in?]

[Just think about it; life is all about timing.]

When I clicked and opened someone’s chat log, the viewers finally grasped the situation.

As they understood my intention, there were no more excessive compliments emerging in the chat.

“Mollru’sBlackHoleEyes, you’re on timeout for now. Take a moment to cool your head. And please… try to keep the chat clean. You know what I mean, right? Since this is your first offense, I’ll let it slide.”

It would be nice if they changed their nickname too. This one isn’t nearly as bad as some of those notorious nicknames, but “Mollru’sBlackHoleEyes” is still quite questionable.

Or maybe, it could be considered its own kind of notorious nickname.

It creates discomfort for the newcomers and is perfect for drawing attention in other rooms.

“Please change your nickname. Something more normal. After all, how can someone’s eyes resemble a black hole? Come on, that’s just excessive…”

[What a well-named nickname, lol.]

[It really does look like a black hole.]

[Whoa!]

[If the teacher says so, then I guess I’ll go with it.]

[The two above can say goodbye now.]

[LOL, cut off right away.]

As I handed out timeouts one after another to the unruly members, I smiled brightly.

Hmm, yeah. I should have done this sooner. Why did I remain quiet all this time?

I’ve now come to realize that since the number of individuals I have to manage has increased, I need to adopt a tougher stance compared to before.

“Shall we start the game? Today, it’s World 23 again.”

[Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!]

[World, go go!]

[Goddess of World, Mollru! Goddess of World, Mollru!]

[I wonder what will happen today.]

[No slacking off now, okay?]

There was one chat that was slightly annoying, but I decided to overlook it.

I was deliberately raising the mood now, and if I were to ban someone right now, it would just break the vibe.

You better believe you’re lucky, buddy!

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